Got my hair braideded with the seashell beads. Got my gold lamé hot pants. Got my big gold disco fans. Goin’ out big gay gold disco fan dancin’. Gonna single handedly bring the big gay disco fan dancer back tonight.
“Hey DJ…you got any Mary Jane Girls? How about something by the Flirts? No? What about Angela Bofill? Lakeside? Cameo?”
I’ll be on the dance floor, on the pedestal, under the spotlight, twirlin’ my disco fans.
"Anybody around here know where I can get some Acid? How about some Coke? No? What about Quaaludes? Angel Dust? PCP?"
No wonder nobody twirls disco fans anymore.